I stand in the wings
& wait with baited breath
I wonder if when I step out
I wonder if when I step out
my lines will die a death
Then suddenly I hear my cue
& on the stage I stride
I move to where the director chose
I move to where the director chose
& hope my nerves will hide
My heart pounds, my palms are wet
My heart pounds, my palms are wet
my mouth is awfully dry
at that very moment
at that very moment
I feel like I might cry
Adrenaline pumps, my memory jolts
the dialogue starts to flow
it's only then I calm myself
& start enjoy being in the show
Pretty soon the play is over
I bend to take a bow
the audience clap, the curtain drops
the audience clap, the curtain drops
I think what happens now
Then I suddenly remember
& I'm wracked with fear & fright
there are many more performances
there are many more performances
that was only the first night!
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